Another late night with your best friends, another lecture from your parents.

More often than not, Dazai was helping you climb out your first-story window, and the three of you would end up high off your asses at a local park.

Dazai bent down to pet a stray cat that approached him. Beside the brunet, Chuuya took a drag from his cigarette.

“You’re gonna get rabies, ‘samu.” Chuuya joked with a teasing smirk.

Dazai pouted at that, shooting Chuuya a non-threatening glare.